connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow They were finally going to go home. Back to their manor house and vast grounds in Wiltshire. Woodson was rather thrilled at the thought, but of course, that didn't quite show on his face. No, because they had to survive this train journey back first.
"Do you know if Father sent our driver to King's Cross?" The sixteen year old asked his brother anxiously, moving up the narrow corridor in the search for an empty compartment.
A year in this place and he was mildy used to the company of these people, yes. That didn't mean he LIKED it though.
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